Happy little bluebirds, is it a lesson? That even a blue bird can be happy? Maybe I need to go far, far beyond the rainbow to find happiness.....or maybe it's just beyond a garden sprinkler on a sunny day.

And about the wishing. I've wished on the Sun, for globsake, I mean it's a freaking ginormous star...well, from Earth anyway, since it's local. I wish on it during the day, then nights I wish on the distant ones....randomly....hoping one of them is listening....and maybe sometimes the wish is sent to Venus by mistake (I dunno that wishing on planets works even if at night they kinda look like a star from afar)....and, at times, I've wished on an airplane....hey, they have lights and can appear as though they are not moving depending on the direction of travel. So what's the problem? Why are my wishes going unfulfilled stars! :\

Yeah, it’s pretty boring. I mean, who really cares about what another’s day is like?It’s generally just a politeness when asked. Unless, of course, you experienced some noteworthy event or have a really cool job like as an actor, some sort of artist (a musician, author, art artist), scientist, inventor, explorer etc. and created something ubersuperfantastic, or made some new discovery.Anyway, I’m none of those, but I’ll tell you anyhow.

OK, so I had Chobani Chocolate Haze Craze Flips yogurt for breakfast (and just looked at their site, they have Green Tea yogurt and others our store apparently doesn't carry. OMG they are sooooo delish!). (Oh, and of course I got up [obviously], showered, brushed teeth, dressed, put on make-up, went potty, then went down stairs, packed lunch and so forth, too. Mostly in that order.)

K, then did stuff and things, boring 'have to do' stuff and things, not at home doing the stuff and things I prefer. Didn't have a watch so the time is all relative. Or irrelative. Dunno which.

Before lunch my stomach started to make some really loud noises (I hate when it does that, how rude and impolite it is), THEN, this is the truth and nothing but the truth so help me oh great cosmic deity of unknown origin, it sounded like it was saying ‘I’m Groot’. NO JOKING, FOR REALS. It groaned 'I'm Groot'!Yeah, I had watched ‘Guardians of the Galaxy’ again on Sunday and that could have had something to do with it.But who knows, maybe the flora<(like plants...like Groot sorta) that live in my gut enjoyed the movie as much as I did and were joking around, doing an impression *nodding seriously*.I mean, they are alive and with just having the yogurt for breakfast I probably introduced newcomers and they were having a welcoming party in my gastrointestinal tract.Hey, it’s a possibility!Or it was just me trying to make something out of nothing. Just gas moving around, but that’s not as interesting as friendly bacteria having fun.Yeah, my imagination sometimes goes wild, like it used to sound like our old printer was saying ‘help me, help me, help me’. Maybe it was possessed. Everyone’s energy has to go someplace when they die, so maybe someone’s ended up in the printer? Dunno. And sometimes our refrigerator makes weird noises, too that sound like it's trying to speak human! Electronics becoming sentient!!!! Though probably it's just that recognition thing where you're, well in this case, my, brain tries to identify and relate things, sometimes illogically. You think?

So, then I ate a peanut butter samich on multi-grain bread, had a thing of orange juice, was forced to do more stuff and things when I’d rather be home doing something that interests me, and now I am home writing this.See, I told you it was boring.Oh, and this morning, before I left the house, I reposted the new and improved games I made for HELLdin’s story (she being a personification of me if you haven’t figured that one out yet.)They aren’t really new or improved I just made opening screens for each so you wouldn’t have to refresh the page unless you wanted to play them again and since they are lame you probably wouldn’t want to but that’s ok it doesn’t hurt my feelings very much if you think they were stupid and that I have a lot of nerve even to call them games when they are merely poor attempts at creativity but I will get better I promise you that it will just take time which I never ever have enough of to begin with and I have to learn to manage it more wisely *taking a breath here* and now I think I’m finished.I may or may not add what I did the rest of the afternoon and evening.More probable not.

K, I'm not really familiar with Aquaman, so not sure who he's with here, Sea Robin maybe? Anyway, here's some history (sorry about the ad at the end)-

So the under-appreciated and somewhat neglected, Aquaman will finally have his day to shine on July 27th, 2018, with a quick intro in 'Batman v Superman' in March of 2016Hey, then maybe there's hope for another overlooked waterbeing, the Creature from the Black Lagoon?I mean vampires, werewolves, zombies have all been done to death...TO DEATH, well, at least two of them have...are...dead....

Stopped at Wegmans and got soup (Italian Wedding, the other day I had their Moroccan Lentil with Chickpeas, both were yum) AND got some snacks, too, looky>>>>>>>>>>

Just drank the Ramune. Wow was that hard pushing the marble down!

And here are just some things-

I did not place Shrek and the Zombie like that, they either just sort of got pushed there, or have a secret life of their own when I'm not around, but it looks like they are both interested in something behind the monitor. They must have discovered the Tardis there (USB Hub). You know what curiosity did to Schrödinger's cat, boys, better watch out for that box!

And Sally Snail is temporarily closed for renovations-

It's really cool for how large she has gotten that she can squeeze all of herself in the shell and close the door. In fact, she's gotten so large she doesn't fit in the crypt anymore, although the other day it looked as if she attempted to enter it.

It is the year of the goat/sheep (yáng), so if you were born in the year 1955, 1967, 1979, 1991, 2003 or 2015, this is your Chinese zodiac sign.

How about we just call it the year of the ovine?

'The Chinese commonly regard sheep as an auspicious animal, and the Year of the Sheep, therefore, heralds a year of promise and prosperity.

Individuals born in this zodiac year have been supposed to share certain characteristics with other individuals also born in years of the same animal sign. Similarly, years sharing the same animal sign have been supposed to share certain characteristics, repeating over their 12/60 year cycle. The shared characteristics in this case are traits attributed to goats.

Due to the luni-solar nature of the traditional Chinese calendar system, the "zodiacal" year does not align with the Western calendar: new years are determined by a system which results in each new year beginning on a new moon sometime between late January to mid-to-late February. Goat aspects can also enter by other chronomantic factors or measures, such as hourly.

In Chinese astrology Goats are described as loving-peace and "kind" and "popular". With the addition of the wood element, the Goat characteristic is thought to love peace and to be helpful and trusting, but yet also to be "clinging" and of a nature resistant to change.' (Wikipedia)

Yes, I know ‘fishes’ is incorrect, but ‘sleeping with the fish’ just doesn't have the same effect...affect....crap!‘Fish’ is one of those words like ‘Moose’ that remains the same whether singular or plural unless you are referring to something belongingto said creature, and then it would be apostrophe ‘s’. (I’m pretty sure of this, though did not google it.)Anyway, humans seem to have progressively made their main form of communication with each other seriously complicated. It’s no wonder we can’t get along *sigh*AND, to make matters ever worse, words or expressions can differ from region to region (just as pronunciation can) even down to individual families. It gets worser...even worse, you also have slang and internet language besides, plus made up words (which I like to create when there are none that fit precisely what I’m trying to express.) Some of those (not mine, slang and stuff) even eventually make it into dictionaries as official ‘words’.There are also multiple words/expressions for certain things, and since one of my previous rants was concerning our demonically possessed bathroom, I’ll go with that.Firstly, some do call it the 'toilet', but to me, that is the object one empties their bodily waste into. Saying 'I have to go to the toilet' is like giving way too much information. But that is just me and what I've grown up with. For instance,we were not allowed to call expelled intestinal gas, farts (but who would really say ‘expelled intestinal gas’? Come on!) My Mom said the word ‘fart’ was uncouth. We were allowed to say ‘smellies’ or ‘stinkers’ or ‘balloons’ <(because of the sound they make when you stretch the top sides apart while the air is being released, I suppose, rather like the compression of bum cheeks?)So, getting back to the Fish/Moose thing, I question this, what of Bigfoot? Not them themselves (if they exist), but the term. I watch (on occasion, don’t judge) ‘Finding Bigfoot’. They call them ‘Bigfoots’ in the plural. That just does not sound correct. Shouldn’t it be ‘Bigfeet’, or at least ‘Bigfoot’ whether singular OR plural (and yes, those [Fish/Moose/Bigfoot] should not be capitalized....dang, all these rules and regulations of words!)Unless, of course, in reality Bigfoot actually has only one large foot and hops around, like the Kasa-obake in Japanese legends. I dunno.Back to ‘Finding Bigfoot’. I think Bobo is autistic or something. He rarely (if ever) changes his facial expression or blinks. Here's the episode filmed in South Jersey, the stomping grounds of the Jersey Devil <(I have some stories to tell about ventures into the Pine Barrens, cranberry bogs and Leeds Point, but they will be saved for another post. For as maligned as NJ often is, it truly has such a wonderful multi-faceted history, as well as many legends....and has me, too! ;)

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Ah, where to begin...Well, it all started when an anomaly caused a shift in the space/time continuum, and I was somehow transported here, in this universe.(It's all very complicated, way beyond human comprehension.)Presently posing as an American, for eternities (in your sense of time) I have tried to find my way back, as it is a constant struggle to keep my atoms from disassembling, and quite painful, too, I might add.After all these many eons, I find I've become rather fond of this place, and some of it's inhabitants, and have decided there is nothing left for me in my own dimension any longer.I have finally found what makes it all worth suffering for....to cast off one's skin and have some fun!